The storm is getting colder

In a place of the frozen sun

Alone on the mountainside

Breathing the clearest winds

The winds are everblowing

Blowing off the glaciers

Snow descend of the valley

Into the high impassable drifts

So rightly I am watching

These mountains that I know

Forever standing here

These mountains northern face

Mountains of might

Icicled peeks as far as the eye can see

I will reign this place alone

Cold winds blew into the valley wall

Snow was deeper there

The storm is getting colder

In a place of the frozen sun

Alone on the mountainside

Breathing the clearest winds

Mountains of might